Sara’s POV
He left, the door closing with a soft click, and suddenly the apartment felt larger, emptier. But instead of the fear that usually crept in when I was alone, I felt something else: determination. Zack and I were balancing on a tightrope, but we’d learned how to walk it together.
Now it was time to tackle my part of the plan.
I grabbed my laptop and sat down on the couch, flipping it open. Gerald had given us enough of a lead to know where to start, but if I wanted to get the evidence to take Richard down, I’d need more. I needed access to his financials, his network of allies, and everything he’d hidden from the world.
First things first: Gerald. He knew more than he was letting on, and I had to push him harder, get him to give up names, places—anything that could tie Richa
